In a field of daisies.

In my mind when you float is quiet.
I think that Iam found
affinity soul that a hearken.
Thou are what me warms,
when the Mind ist declines!
...I want to be with thou,
but for now it isnt possible
,oh the distance.

For now I wil write further poem,
a Quill of love who thee
dropped out of wings.
And in field of daisies
again i sit down.

Is a beautiful and open,
I say to myself,
that in front of me is a destiny.
It what me divined weird sisters...
Soul me handcuffs and a body beckons.

And when the Storm strengthens
and the Nights they are dark.
In her lines is
the peace and the calm.
The world can be in doubts,
but the Love wins!

Mind is clear
and the Love pampered.
For now I wil write further poem,
a Quill of love who thee
dropped out of wings.
And in field of daisies
again i sit down.

Is a beautiful and open,
I say to myself,
that in front of me is a destiny.
It what me divined weird sisters...
Soul me handcuffs and a body beckons.

And till them a view crosses,
The Heart stretch his wings.
One kiss and daisy in your hand.

For now however I wil write further poem,
a Quill of love who thee
dropped out of wings.
And in field of daisies
again i sit down.